Talia Clarke has the biggest crush on her boss. He's much older than her, an ex-biker, and owns the strip club where she works. As a virgin, she doesn’t exactly know how to approach him.
Sarge knew the moment Talia came into his bar, she’d be trouble. Her sweetness isn’t the problem. Her ass is. The moment he’s near her, he wants her. When she asks him to teach her how to fuck, he can’t deny her anything. He gets the chance to show her exactly what he likes. She’s untouched, and he doesn’t want anyone else to have what belongs to him. Talia is his, and he’ll bring every single fantasy to life to show her how good it can be between them.
But what will happen when she falls pregnant? Sarge didn’t promise her forever. Will he put his rules aside and let himself love, or will he turn his back on her and his unborn child?
Be Warned: anal sex
Talia stayed perfectly still at his side as he drove his truck down toward his home. He never slept where he worked. After closing up the club, he’d brought his truck to take Talia home with him.
Sarge had made sure to pay Danny a visit so the man knew to keep out of his business. He had no right telling Talia what he wanted, and next time, he was determined not to let his feelings show.
The way he’d learned to survive all these years was to keep shit to himself, so the fact others were seeing what he wanted, he didn’t like that at all.
He lived about a twenty-minute drive from the club just on the outskirts of the city. When he bought it close to seven years ago, it had been rundown. The price had been a steal because of how much work it needed. With the money he had, he invested in his club, repaired his home, and well, the rest is history.
Turning off the ignition, he made no move to get out. “Talia, I have no intention of hurting you. I won’t be teased or taken for a ride. You tell me to stop, I stop. Got it?”
“And keep your insecurities at the door. My word is law inside that house. Understand?” he asked.
“Yes, I get it.”
He climbed out of the truck, grabbed her bag from the backseat, and made his way toward the front of the house. He kept a light on for his dog, Russ, who came to him the moment he opened the door.
“Hello, boy, how are you doing, buddy?” He knelt down, giving his dog a stroke.
The moment Russ saw Talia, he went straight to her, turning to give her access to stroke him.
“He’s my fierce guard dog,” he said.
Talia giggled, leaning down to stroke his belly. “Are you his fierce guard dog? You’re so cute. So very, very cute.” She blew kisses at him.
“All right, that’s enough. I don’t want you spoiling him. He won’t want to stay here alone.” He snapped his fingers and Russ got up, heading toward one of his many bed areas. Sarge had always been a sucker for a dog. Russ had been a stray he’d taken in, gotten him checked over by the vet, and finally adopted.
Dropping Talia’s bag in the sitting room, he turned to look at her. Her gaze moved around the room, clearly taking everything in. He smiled. Her attempt to seduce him was cute. Danny had tried to reassure him that the reason he spoke out of turn was that he noticed how they looked at one another. Well, with Talia wanting him to teach her about sex, he was more than happy to oblige, but she was only going to know how he liked it.
“Strip,” he said.
“You heard me. Take off all your clothes. I want you completely naked.”